This question of love begins and ends with the willingness to be welcoming to one's own experience as a loving action towards oneself. It may be dark, it may be light, it may be joyous, it may be sorrowful, but it's your experience, and therefore, your life. As we have that kind of loving response towards our own life, then life itself in terms of the outside world, begins to feel different.
Roger HousdenLove, like everything else, exists in a spectrum. Love of another, love of the world, love of God, all these loves are really one love in different degrees of light and density.
Roger HousdenWhen you die, God and the Angels will hold you accountable for all the pleasures you were allowed in life that you denied yourself.
Roger HousdenThe heart, like the grape, is prone to delivering its harvest in the same moment it appears to be crushed.
Roger Housden